Daniel C. Gravador--you'll be sorely missed.

Daniel, Dani, Gravs, Grava, Bebe--kahit ano pang itawag mo sakanya, iisa lang ang pagkataong tumatak sa aming puso at ngayo'y aalis na papunta sa Canada. Naging kaklase ko siya noong kinder hanggang fourth year of high school ko. Nakita ko kung pano sya nagbago in a positive way. Ang dating mahiyain na Daniel ay unti-unting pinakita ang kanyang aking galing sa pag-sayaw at online games. haha.

Minsan, maiinis ka sa kanyang kadaldalan. Oo, madaldal nga siyang tao at lagay ngayon ay babaunin nya pa yan sa Canada. hahaha. Mahilig man sya mag-picture sa kanyang sarili o kaya naman kasama nya ang best friend nyang si Paul. Vain talaga sya. Siya ang naka-partner ko sa aming Research Writing, naging mabuti kaming partners. Sabi nga ng iba ay inaalila ko sya, pero hindi naman talaga. haha. Hindi ko makakalimutan sakanya na pina-edit nya sakin ang kanyang essay para sa Ragnarok. Natuwa ako dahil nagtitiwala sya sakin, kahit minsan ay inaasar ko sya at inaalila. haha! aminado nako.

Baka pag nasa Canada kana at nakalimutan mo na ang Wikang Filipino ay hindi mo na ulit mabasa tong blog na ginawa ko para sayo. Naisipan ko man gumawa ng English version for future reading. haha

IN behalf of S.P.V.M. 2009:

To OUR dearly beloved Dani,

Though it's only been a short while since we never had a friend like you. But soon you will be leaving us and we don't know what to do. Your love and understanding have brought us a new hope; We wish that I could keep you here. You are smart, funny, and kind--never forget that. You helped us laugh and dried our tears. You taught us what we must know. You came in our life and we were blessed. You always listen and knew what to say. We knew it's hard for you to say goodbye...please Dani, don't you cry! hahaha. I promise you this it's not the end
'cause like I said, you're my friend.

When will I see you again?
The miles soon stretched between us ...

This is something you must know:
The friendship you have given us has filled us with much strength.

How can it be so short?
This time we've spent together,
I thought you would remain here.

The hours spent together will soon dwindle down to few...
Without you here to talk to ...

Your friendly face that knows all of us too well,
YOU can never be replaced.

Saying goodbye was the hardest thing to do,

I never thought you could, in front of all us.

You're leaving soon; continuing with your journey to reach your goal of life.
You may be reluctant to go,But always remember that those you love will always be there by your side. Never forget the place you learned. The place of great friendship. The place where you found love . Never forget CdSP, 'coz CdSp means, us.

No one will ever take your place, I can always promise you this:
It’s hard to find someone like you, So know you’ll always be missed. :)

We may soon be separated ; but I'll remember, just the same.

Forever in our heart is where you will remain. I wish that when you leave, we'd all remain the best of friends . You'll be in our thoughts , 'Till we see you again.

sob..sob...sob...

Messages for Daniel:

"Salamat Ivan." -Daniel Gravador.

I think that would be the last message that i would hear from you for the next few months or years. Haii... I hope we made ur last day special. We will miss you Daniel.
-ivanlandle vicente

dani you will always be missed..rok on! spread the ragnarok virus../gg see you soon'
-dennis martin

mamimiss kita
-michelle santos

Fly off ,for your destiny a waits!

-S.Reyes

KC, Goodbye for NOW.

Is happiness a choice?
Is it a mere decision we can make at any situation, every step along the road of life?
Is it easy to decide to be happy?

I am not saying that it isn't possible.
I am not saying that we cannot.

Yet say not so easily that happiness is a choice and that at any point in time, we can choose to be happy.

Finally my friend, we can hold on to that hope and believethat we can find what it is we're looking for.

Friendship is one of the main things that makes life worthwhile. When you have a friend to confide in, suffering seems more bearable. Everything is better when you have a friend to share it with. But sometimes, your friends couldn't understand you. Friends try to understand one another but for some reasons, it is hard to. Other people or other friends affect them. So it's better to try to understand them too. There were things that you may have done only with that person and you feel a void in your life. Take some time to let yourself free. Think.

You'll be killing me when you found this post. The post picture is one offense and the post ending will make you confused. Readers maybe now wondering why Kim Chiu is the blog post picture...well, it is hard to explain but I have reasons why I used that pic.

1. to piss her off. hahaha
2. to attract her in reading this post.

KC. Kim Chiu or Kelly Clarkson, gives us connection.

You came to me in a perfect time, I'm so happy enough that you are my friend.
We've been together for so long, CdSp--a fantastic place where we used to belong.
We shared the mysteries,laughter, tears are seen in our eyes.
But yours are not; your eyes are small to be seen sometimes. (-_-)
I don't care of anything right now. This is my post and NO ONE can stop me.
You're with me and I'm with you.
A part of me becomes part of you.
Now, it's time to say goodbye,
so, please don't be sad my darling friend,
'coz our friendship will never end.

Yes, it is true. We'll be apart.
'coz I'm here and you're there.
The hardest part of any friendship is when it's time to say goodbye. As much as we might like things to stay the same, change is an inevitable part of life.

Iwant to tell you this,
whatever happens we'll be friends until tomorrow.

*I don't need to advertise this post.
*No one have to read this but you.
~you don't need to tell anyone what's in this post.
*this is supposed to be a letter for you written in gnommish, i tried but never sent.
~this post, another secret--for yours to keep.

-S.Reyes

Dawn: A Poem Inspired by a Vampire...

Blackness cloaks me in eternal night.
My lips bleed, red ruby drops of blood
that I drank from an unsuspecting mortal.
My hair is a shadow, my eyes, two fathomless
pools of deep regret and longing, for something
that I can no longer feel.

Dawn approaches now and my night is spent.
But before I retreat to the dark solitude of
my unearthly crept, I place my hand on the
window pane and feel the first sharp stings
of sunlight, ripping my flesh like a giant
golden scorpion.

Did I cry? I'm not sure,
but I go now. Leaving the day as I once found
it. Beautiful, like a lost and mysterious desert
of old that I may only read about in books
or die for an eternity, burning in its light...

If only to feel the warmth on my face,
for one second longer...

~I just found this poem.

~I loved it, so I wanted to share this to you. :)

-S.Reyes

Confusion--a Rainy day Reaction

Did you ever wonder sometimes, why you are here?
What mistakes have you made in life?
what did you do wrong that screwed up you "original Plan" in life?

when we're little, we think our lives will be one way--
"I'm gonna be a teacher", or "I'm gonna be a doctor".
"I'm gonna be a lawyer", or "I'm gonna be a chef".

Does anyone's life really turn out the way they thought it would?
Does anyone really want it to?

When we're young, we don't know everything there is to know about being a grown-up.
Some grown-ups still don't know.
But I think sometimes as life goes on, we forget what we thought of when we were little. Due to loss of innocence, perhaps, or just maturity. we forget the happiness at the littlest things. We forget wanting to be helpful to everyone, wanting to have lots of friends. The " I will be a doctor someday to help people in need" undying line.

We forget the "best friends forever" vows, and we move on. We lost touch, or we drift apart. We grow up and become different people. Sometimes it happens quickly. Sometimes it takes years.

MOving on comes in many forms : Death, break-ups, growing-up, etc. What happens when one person moves on, and is afraid to tell the other?
Afraid to lose a friendship, afraid to lose people who have meant so much at least at one or another--and have the worst thought about them?

There somes a time when you have to move on, no matter what the consequence. Move on or die. Sometimes you can just muddle through anymore. So, What's up with leaving a friend and just waiting for the problem to fade away?

I'm moving on, finally. Trying to.
Sometimes I'm really happy and I do really, really well. Avoiding is hard to do, but I'm finally being good at it. I'm gonna leave you for awhile until everything goes back the way it was. Other times I argue with myself to what have I dine...and ..."Is this the right thing?"

Yes. It is.

*I was thinking what to write, and I finally got the words I needed for this post. Rainy days are boring, but it helps you think a lot.

-S.Reyes

"The Rich Man & The Poor Man"--Auditions 9-29-08

We had our homeroom meeting before we had our discussion. Sir Spencer introduced us to "Declamation." Sir also explained the difference between Declamation and Oration. The period was concentrated to our second quarter piece, "The Rich man & The Poor Man." Sir asked some of us to make a demo in front. Feedez and Carmela volunteered themselves due to the fact that they had memorized the first few lines in the piece. I enjoyed watching my classmates perform. Well, Bien and Charmaine's performance really caught our attention. I was surprised by Bien's sudden attack to Charmaine. At first, Charmaine looked intimidating for Bien but her threatening appraoch vanished when Bien countered her lines. I could feel anger within Bien's voice, as water vapor splashed on Charmaine's face.

*Free Shower!*

hahaha, I was really impressed by the way Ivan and Sir Spencer showed their own version. Ivan did a good job poking Sir Spencer at the back (like stabbing). On the other hand, I was frightened by Sir Spencer. Especially when he deliverd the intense lines. I noticed my jaw falling down each and evry time I could feel the fender-bender of his aura.

*Speechless.*

*This post is from my journal in School. (RED).

-S.Reyes

Princess, This ain't a fairytale--XO

Have you ever wondered what happened to Snow White and Cinderella after they kissed their prince charming?

The story ended with, "they lived happily ever after."

A friend told me she hates "happy ending love stories."

"We make our own endings" , I answered.

"Reality's bittersweet", she commented.

"Love makes everything sweeter", I replied.

Who needs happy ending, if you can have new beginnings?

Well, Life is not a fairytale.

NO someday my prince will come..."

NO "a whole new world."

NO "part of your world..."

-DRAMA.

In the time you've spent in this world, you've cried and laughed; suffered and enjoyed; tried and fallen ; received and lost; lived and LOVED.

But yet, We/You are still confused on many things.

Love--it's a word that really can't be defined because it means something different to everyone.

We all used to have a fairytale dream. one day prince charming would come riding up for you on his horse and you'd ride away to his castle where you would live happily ever after...Or you'd go to Forks and ride with a vampire in a shinny silver volvo.

but through heartache and suffering you'll realize that dream will never happen, nor will anything close to it.

THE NOTEBOOK:

"...by the time you fall in love, it changes your life and no matter how you try, the feeling never goes away."

DAWSON'S CREEK:

"if two people are meant for each other, it doesn't mean that they are meant for each other now."

~quotes from one of the best romantic movies.

Now, from my favorite band...

FALL OUT BOY:

"Love never wanted me, but I took it anyway..."

-from the song, XO.

*the title of the post is a comment in friendster from a dear friend. This blog is for her--claim this post as yours, princess.

*The song, "XO" is one of janina's favorite FOB songs. Thanks for the contribution for this post. You made a good ending, I miss you, buddy!

-S.Reyes

HELIUM INHALERZ

Aakalain niyo siguro na ito ay isang walang kwentang post. Title pa lang ay mukhang hindi na interesting, Hindi ba? Actually, dapat hindi ako nag-aaksaya ng panahon sa mga post na wala kayong mapupulot na aral. Kaya ko lang naman ito naisulat ay para maibahagi ko sa inyo ang isa sa mga nakatutuwang pangyayari na naganap sa aking last two months sa CdSp. Itong post na ito ay nagsisilbing daan upang maipakilala ko ang aking mga kaklase at magsilbing daan ito patungo sa kanilang kasikatan (Paul, alam kong gusto mong sumikat/ Chance mo na 'to!).

and haba-haba ng introduction ko. Sa natural, ito ay isang maikling pangyayari lamang. Kukuha ng lobo, aalisin ang tali, hihigupin ang Helium, mag-sasalita. Tapos na! hahaha.

Nag-umpisa ang kalokohang ito sa taping ng "Valor." Naglalakad ako sa corridor ng biglang hinarang ako ni Ivan.

"Pakinggan mo to", sabay higop sa lobo.

"O si--",

"Hello, Sam! have a nice day!"

Grabeh, nagulat ako dahil lumiit ang boses ni Ivan. Hindi ko na nga natapos ang aking sasabihin sa pagkamangha.

Kumalat na rin ang pakana ni Ivan. Aba's syempre! Hindi ako pahuhuli. Marami na ring sumunod sa yapak ni Ivan. Sumapit na rin ang uwian, kaso may taping pa kami ng Valor hanggang gabi. Nag-agawan pa kami sa mga natirang lobo ng Artist Circle Club. Gusto ko sana yung pink na lobo kaso nakuha na ito ni Ikee. Hiningi ko ito sakanya; nang-una, ayaw nya itong ibigay. Kinalaunan, binigay niya na rin. Alam ko namang hindi nya ako matitiis,haha. Pumunta kaming lahat sa grade 1 room upang mag-patagisan ng galing sa larangan ng pag-higop ng Helium.

Nagawa ko ito ng dalawang beses, tapos naubos na ang lobo ko. Makiki-share sana akokaso naisip ko na ang ganoong gawain ay yaong nag-papakita na walang urbanidad. Si Paul ang may pinaka-malakas na boses at madali niyang nakuha ang technique. Kung anu-ano ang request namin kay Paul. nakakatuwa siyang panuorin. Si Michelle, lalung-lalo ng nag-enjoy sakanya!

Syempre, hindi masaya pag-hindi mga famous Jassiel quotes and sinasabi. Ilan lang ito sa mga napasikat na quotes mula kay Jassiel. Gusto ko mang kunin ang pagkakataon na ibahagi ito sa inyo.

"Tinatakot nyo lang ang sarili nyo!"
(2nd year, sinabi with conviction/ pamatay multo)

"Ang bhad bhad mow!"
(4th year, may version nito si Paul)

Naka-move on na rin kami after maubos ang aming lobo na may Helium. Back to taping!

*Hindi dito nagtatapos ang istorya. Naisipan kong putulin muna at maghintay kayo sa susunod na kabanata.

*F.Y.I.: Itong blog na ito ay handwritten ng una. Pinag-bawalan ako mag-internet for 5 days.

~Maghintay kayo sa susunod na kabanata...Sino naman kaya ang bida? coming soon.

-S.Reyes

Mang Carlos--Stardriver--CODE NAME: BB10-B10

Itong blog na ito ay para sa natatanging "Driver" na tumatak sa buhay ko.

Si Mang Carlos ay _?_ taon na naglilingkod sa aming pamilya. Hindi pa ako lumalabas sa mundo, siya na ang nakatakdang driver ko. Una, siya ang Driver ng Mommy ko...Ang mom ko pa naman ang pinaka mahileg sa mga lakad. Well, until sa last day ni Mom sa mundo, Si Mang carlos parin ang naghatid sakanya ng bonggang bongga (aww, sad :c). He remained loyal to our family kahit wala na si Mommy. Ala na kayong makikitang ganyan sa mundo. Binansagan siyang "Stardriver" dahil sikat si Mommy, at naging sikat na rin siya dahil doon. Kilala sa Pulilan si Dra. Nena Reyes pati na rin ang kanyang driver na si Carlos San Pedro.

Si Mang Carlos ay hindi lang isang ordinaryong driver sa Bulacan. Siya rin ay isang magsasaka na naglilinkod sa pamilyang Valenzuela, Mendoza, Santiago, at Reyes. Siya rin ay masipag at matyagang maghintay kahit gaano katagal. Usually, lagi kong siyang pinaghihintay...mahileg pa kasi akong makipag bonding sa classmates ko bago umalis ng school. Kapalit ng serbisyo nya sa amin ng mahabang panahon, pinag-aral ni Mommy ang kanyang anak na si Ryan. Naging scholar si Ryan sa Singapore, manang -mana sa kanyang ama! Ngayon ay may-asawa at anak na, naiwan si Mang Carlos at Ka-Doray (ang kanyang asawa, bilang na...bilang na ang ngipin nilang dalawa). Proud si Mang Carlos sa kanyang anak at naghihintay na lang siya umuwi si Ryan dito sa Pilipinas. Hindi lang sa pagigingdriver kilala si Mang Carlos, siya ay mas kilala sa pagiging isang mabuting ama.

Madaling mapansin si Mang Carlos, hindi ka mahihirapan hanapin siya. Sumbrero at tsinelas ang trademark niya. Tuwing pasko, may regalo akong sumbrero sakanya. Yung iba ay pinapamigay nya, at nasasaktan naman ako. Hindi masustansya ang hileg nyang pagkain. Hindi man siya umiinom ng kahit na ano maliban sa: KAPE. Oo, tama. Kape lang ang nagbibigay ng ibayong lakas sa kanya. Lagi nya sakin sinasabi na kumakain siya n Kape, hindi iniinom. Pag binibili ko sya sa Jollibee pag may gimik kami, inuuwi nya lamang ito kay ka-Doray at maghihntay na ihatid nya ako sa bahay ng makainom ng pinaka-mamahal nyang kape.

Hileg nya rin ang magbasa ng dyaryo bago ako ihatid sa umaga pag-pasok sa iskul. May kahinaan sya sa panrinig kaya kailangan lakasan mo ang iyong boses pag nagsasalita. Mahal na mahal sya ng aming pamilya. Kaso, lagi syang minamalas sa mga hayop na may apat-na paa. Naaalala ko na ilang aso narin ang napatay nya, nakadali pa ng kambing sa tagaytay. Nasira man ang bumper ng mga kotse namin, ayos lang. Meron naman nabigay kasiyahan sa amin. Pag kami ay nadidisgrasya dahil sa kanya, lagi namin pinagtatawanan na lang nila ate ang nangyari. Nang minsan mapadpad kami sa Guimaras, ay! Guiguinto pala, kila Christine Joy Santos, hinatiran siya sa labas ng coke. Hindi siya umiinom ng coke kaya naisipan nya na lang na ibuhos ito sa kanal. Tamang-tama lang, nakita ni Christine Joy ang pangyayari. Hiyang-hiya ako sa naganap na pangyayari. Binigyan pa tuloy siya ng espesyal na kape. grabeh.

Hanggang Bulacan lang ang kabisado ni Mang Carlos, pag dating ng maynila, magkakaloko-loko na. Nang minsan ay nagpahitid kami sa Megamall upang mag-shopping. Kasama ko si Ate Lilia at Mommy, batang-bata pa ako noong nagyari ito. Hindi ko talaga makalimutan. OK, so nagpahatid kami sa Megamall. Nakatulog kaming lahat sa sasakyan at si Mang carlos lamang ang gising. Pag mulat ng aming mga mata, aba! nasa garahe na kami ng aming bahay. Instead na magalit, pinagtawanan na lang namin ang pangyayari.

Thirteen years na siyang sundo-hatid sa kin sa iskwelahan. Kabisado na ni Mang Carlos ang aking routine at pag-uugali. Alam nya na laging may stopover sa kanto bago ako pumasok sa school sapagkat nag-aayos pa ako ng buhok o kaya kumain ng cereals. Pinag-tatanggol nya ako minsan pag-late ako nakakauwi dahil baka ako pagalitan ng husto. Pag dumadalaw ako sa grave ni Mom, nag-dadala man siya ng kaunting bulaklak at kandila, bago siya magdasal. ang bukambibig nya ay laging sina Dra. Nena, Ryan, at "Samantha".

Nalulungkot sya sa mga huling araw na ng aking klase. Mamimiss nya raw ang mga gimik, hatid-sundo sa kin, at yung mga pinag-samahan namin ni Mang carlos. Lagi kaming nag-aasaran at lagi man ako nag-sshare sakanya ng mga pangarap ko sa buhay. Iniimbitahan ko nga sya sa dumalo sa aking graduation para kako makita nyang mag-tapos yung batang hinahatid nya nung nursery. Eto ang dialogue namin, na nag-palambot sa aking puso:

MC: Matutuwa ang Mommy mo dahil magtatapos ka na, sayang at hindi ka nya naabutan.

S:Oo nga po weh, kaya nga ako malungkot. kaya dapat, pumunta kayo. Gusto ko ikaw maghahatid sakin. okei ba?

MC: Hoo, di bali na wala ako don. Hindi ako dadalo, wala naman akong mabibigay sayo.

S: Galit na tayo pag hindi kayo pupunta sa graduation. nalulungkot na nga ako, gusto nyo pang mamiss ko kayo?

...

Sa totoo lang, nalaman ko kay Tita rosie at kila Robo Cop na proud sakin si Mang carlos. Masaya sya para sa akin at parehas kaming natuwa ng makuha ko yung gusto kong award nung graduation.

Mamiss ko talaga si Mang carlos ng sobra. Hindi ko kaya sabihin kung gaano ko siya pinasasalamatan kasi higit pa sa salamat ang nararapat sakanya. KUng simpleng "thank You!" lang, it doesn't seem enough. Mamimiss ko ang mga banat nyang jokes.

Salamat Mang Carlos sa lahat, pag-doctor na ko, gagamutin kita katulad ng pangako ko sayo. sorry po, kung minsan ay naiirita ako sa mga pang-aasar mo...alam mo namang pikon ako . Mamimiss ko kayo, mag-aaral na po ako ng mabuti. Mahal ko po kayo kahit nauubos na ang buhok sa ulo niyo.

*EVE--paborito ni Mang Carlos/ dahilan: bibbo daw kasi.
*Ikee--mamimiss ni mang carlos service crew mo. thanks sa picture nyo, ganda ng smile mo sa picture.
*Michelle--mamimiss ka ni Mang carlos, ang tawag sakanya ay "bata sa olympia".
*JANINA--ang laging inaasar ni mang carlos. Pinaka kilala ni Mang Carlos sa aking mga prendz.

-S.Reyes

The Reason Why...

Why do I write? To me writing has always been a form of relaxation. It gives me the opportunity to put my thoughts in a logical order to see where 'm at , in my life. Writing calms the storm of thoughts that fill my mind every waking moment of everyday. I write because there are times I need to say something, and I have no one to talk to (bored). I leapfrogged this, so please read the whole thing. Well, writing is a silent way of expressing yourself as much as you want to, whether it is in creating, or just to air your feelings.

"Being an amateur is learning, and being a perfectionist is in knowing the right way to do things," (RDAsia). A professional--that's something I will never come close to being. I, however, do have a great time writing journal reflections. I sometimes have a problem with some of the titles I want to write. I see no humor in a lot of topics nowadays (poverty, corruption, etc.). Some things in life will never be funny when someone is being hurt.

I got pressured in writing this year. I wanted to quit, but I'm not a quitter. I just have some things to learn, and I didn't learn quickly enough. I just wish they had given me a chance to fix what was wrong, and so they did. I still have a lot to learn as you all know, and CdSP was where I learned to do it. I need to write. I need to feel like I'm communicating with someone, whether anyone ever reads them or not. I know that writing is a way to get to know myself, as well.

As a grade school student, I never liked to write. Writing was boring, a lot of work, and something that just wasn't interesting to me. I've always been scared to death of getting up and reading something I wrote to the class for fear that my peers may think my ideas were stupid. She (Miziz) must have known that she had the chance tp make me learn to be a creative writer and that I could use my talent for humor in a less disruptive manner than I was accustomed to. I find that when my writing makes others smile, it is most rewarding for me, and that is why I choose to write and do blog posts today.

*Thanks to Miziz and Miziz M, for encouraging to write more in the future.

*I got what I wanted in our graduation and thankful for the people who helped me.

Love.Read.Write.

-S.Reyes

Same Reasons--Separate Ways

We've shared much laughter and even precious tears. The memories we have warmed all my years. You have a certain way to make my troubles sometime disappear. It's hard to admit that my life is richer every moment you are here. Now, it's time for us to go our separate ways. Although we'll be apart, the love will always stay. Thank you dear for seeing the best in me, as I see the best in you. You're everything I'm not and all a friend should be. As we go our separate ways, We won't blame each other, knowing that it is nobody's fault that we didn't see things the same way...And, as we go our separate ways to start a new life--We will remember that we have different needs...Needs that the other one cannot fulfill...It's not that we're leaving behind the good times we shared together--instead, we're taking them with us...I won't say good-bye to you...i will simply say so long. This post is a reminder that great things begin and end with LOVE.

*You know who you are.

*Magparamdam ka kasi, because I'm friggin' missing you.

-S.Reyes

Let Go, Move On. (this post--a secret)

When love finds us there is no way to escape it. This is a story about a teenage boy and teenage girl whose love ended in a way that they never expected it.

TEXT MESSAGES: (translated in English / not the exact messages but almost)

B: I will always care about you no matter the fact that we don't talk.

B You left a big space too big to anyone to replace...I hope you understand.

G: It hurts me to know it's over now.

B:There's no one like you and I'm tired of searching for her because I always go back and think of you.

G: Be happy now and love someone else, I'm happy for you because you deserve to be loved by someone better.

B: You helped me grow and I am, the way I am because of you, sometimes I may not like it but this is who I am.

B: Thank you for helping me make myself better, wiser, and a stronger person.

B: No matter where you are or who you’re with, always know you have a friend still standing for you.

G: I donn't relly want to let you go but inside me I know I must.

B: I'll pray for you always, and as I promised, I'll study harder.

G: We have shared so much together; laughter...fun times...tears.

B: You changed me, in a positive way. 

G: I know one day you will be happy and you will find a better girl.

G: You will realize thing were better this way.



To "let go" doesn't mean to stop caring. This post is not to fix, but to be supportive. Not to be in the middle arranging all the outcomes, but allow others to move on. This is not to be protective but to permit the persons to face reality. This post is not to regret the past but to grow and live for the future. 

This post was written for a friend of mine who was trying to decide what to do with a relationship with someone she loves/loved. Yet the relationship did not seem to be the best one for him, or in the long run for either of them. But how do you turn and walk away when a portion of your heart is longing to stay? That is a question and definitely not an easy one to answer. Only you can decide.

*Fear less and love more, my dear; I'm here, and will always be.

-S.Reyes